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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512988" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Andrew-in loving memory part two</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512988" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">sitting here thinking of how it felt when his heart beat against my side<br>and the pain i felt when he pushed on my ribs and back<br>oh the fuss he made when i ate something he didnt like<br>i cant help but wonder would he have been like me? <br>would he have been like his dad? <br>or a bit like both<br>i dunno but i wish i could have <br>helled him in my arms just once<br>and hear his soft cry's<br>his dad would have wanted him too<br>i miss andrews heart beat an <br>i miss the feel of his push on my spine<br>i wish i could have hured his laugh<br>and played with his feet<br>i sung to him and <br>talked to him all the time <br>when he was in my stomach<br>i am left to wonder why he's gone? <br>why did he have to go befor he was born? <br>when i think of him i know hes there<br>thinking mommy please dont cry i will always be here<br>two baby foot prints in my heart will forever stay<br>from the day i learned i was going to be a mom<br>when i lost him i didnt know what to do<br>all i could do was cry<br>to think of him an<br>the happyness i felt when he was there<br>i used to get mad when hed push on my back an ribs<br>but really all he wanted i guess was to hear my voice<br>its not fair that hes gone an never got to live<br>but i know hes my angel now <br>hopefully i will get to hear him giggle and laugh one day<br>i remember telling him about who i was <br>and what i look like<br>i remember singing to him and saying goodnight<br>the times i laughed and the times i smiled<br>cuz i knew he was there <br>touching my stomach to feel his heart beat<br>and falling asleep to the rythem<br>i miss him every day<br>its hard not to cry an<br>i hate to wonder why he had to die<br>i love him still and think of him often <br>miss him alot <br>i want my son back...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Sandy+Vanity">Sandy Vanity</a></strong></div>

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